Otherworldly Lord

The growth of potatoes is gratifying. In just half a month, large green leaves covered the entire field.

Taking grapes and sugarcane as examples, the growth cycle of potatoes has been automatically ignored by Song Mo.Natural laws or something, in front of these plants, should be thrown into the corner to grow mushrooms.

However, it is indeed troublesome to grow up fast and have too much personality.

Song Mo squatted by the field, resting his chin on his hands, yawning boredly.Behind him, a group of men with crossbows and epees were confronting dozens of sugarcane trees.

A dozen other leaders walked by carrying the harvested grapes, saying from time to time: "Are you ready? It's just a few sugarcane trees."

The men who confronted the sugar cane were stung by these sarcastic remarks, and they turned around and shouted: "You can try it if you have the ability?!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was slammed into the air by a sugar cane that saw the opportunity and seized the gap, and fell to a place five or six meters away, lying face down on the ground, and his personnel were unknown.

This is the unique harvest scene of Greenland, where thrills and excitement coexist, and joy and tears are full.

Song Mo turned around and counted, it was already the fifth one today, and Harold's black clinic was about to be full again.Standing up, clapping his hands, several skeletons came over immediately, Song Mo clicked on one of them, "Go, tell your boss, I won't shoot today, but I can throw a few grenades."

"Yes, Master!"

The skeleton who received the order ran at a high pace, so fast that Song Mo worried that he might lose a few bones halfway.

Within a few minutes, the skeletons brought out two baskets of grenades, stood still, and several skeletons shouted loudly: "The lord said, don't shoot today, let's throw bombs today!"

The rest of the skeletons immediately raised their arms high, and the excitement was beyond words, "Master, long live! Long live the bomb!"

Song Mo couldn't help but patted his head. He seriously suspected that the skeletons didn't have poor language skills, and they must be taking the opportunity to express their dissatisfaction with not being able to fuck!

The skeletons who were about to throw the grenade stood in line, the men immediately withdrew from the battle circle, and Sa Yazi ran away.

The skeletons waited until the leader ran a hundred meters away, and immediately pulled the string and threw the eggs.As the grenade exploded, the rumbling sound became one piece.

The sugarcanes may be able to fight against heavily armed men, but they can't do anything about this kind of iron lump.When the two baskets of grenades were thrown away, the smoke and dust dispersed, and the scene was in a mess.

The grenade used to explode the sugar cane is special, and the amount of explosives is very small, mainly relying on the bursting shrapnel to indiscriminately kill the sugar cane.The skeletons were very accurate, and almost all the sugarcanes were cut off in the middle.Some were broken into three or four pieces, and they were no longer able to form a group to draw people.The men who had been whipped by the sugarcane before immediately rushed forward, carrying baskets and happily starting to clean the "battlefield".

These sugar canes are the raw materials for sugar production, so nothing can be wasted.

The sugar workshops have already been rebuilt, and the scale is much larger than before. After the completion of the dungeon, most of the citizens came to help in these workshops.With the continuous harvesting of sugar cane, more and more sugar was produced, and a batch of sugar had already been shipped out with Rhodes' caravan.Rhodes himself still stayed in Greeland, and he temporarily handed over the caravan to a trusted friend. The dwarf swore that he would not leave until he saw the potatoes ripen with his own eyes.

Song Mo was noncommittal about Rhode's stubbornness, but as long as he didn't delay his making money, Rhode was free to do whatever he wanted.

In order to avoid trouble, currently only white sugar, milk candy and soft candy are being traded, and Song Mo has no plans to sell them outside.

"Try it first." Song Mo said to Old John: "You can only know how deep the water is if you try it. If you don't know how deep it is, if you plunge into it, you will only drown."

He signed an agreement with Hei Yan, and His Majesty the King also promised to protect his business, but Song Mo doesn't like to rely on others for everything. The shield is good, but who knows how long this brand can be blocked and how effective it will be?Test the elf's reaction, it will not hurt him to Black Flame, maybe His Majesty the King will be grateful to him for this, and give him more benefits in terms of the soul water...Of course, Song Mo also knows that this possibility negligible.

"I understand, my lord."

Old John didn't intend to continue to question Song Mo, and Song Mo didn't continue talking.He is now worrying about another matter. Hei Yan should be returning to Obi's capital soon. He wonders how the church will react when they receive the copycat version of the Water of Soul.

"Are you worried about the church going back on its word?"

"I'm not worried about this." Song Mo shook his head, "That big belly dragon will not allow others to take away his gold coins, even if he knows that the water of soul is fake, the church must take out the money. "

"Then what are you worried about? Obi's king won't give you what you deserve?"

"Not this one either."

"what is that?"

"Yes……"

As soon as Song Mo said a word, Johnson's voice came from outside the door, "Lord, something happened!"

problem occurs? !

Song Mo immediately stood up, grabbed the rifle hanging on the wall, and pulled the bolt, "TNND, who is the blind man who came to my territory to play hooligans again?! I killed him!"

Old John followed closely behind Song Mo, opened the door, and saw Johnson standing by the door with his hands covering his forehead, streaks of bright red blood dripped between his fingers, his left eye socket was black and blue, as if he had been patted by a brick Generally miserable.

"Johnson, what's going on?"

"My lord, you should go and see for yourself." Johnson's voice was trembling, "It's terrible!"

"What's so scary?"

"Potatoes, those potatoes!"

Potato?

Song Mo and Old John looked at each other, thinking of sugar cane and grapes, the lord suddenly had a very bad premonition.

Sure enough, when they were about ten meters away from the potato field, three fist-sized objects flew towards them and smashed them in the faces of Song Mo and the others!

Song Mo was taken aback and quickly dodged. Old John's movements were also quite nimble. Poor Johnson's reaction was a bit slow, he was hit hard, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Song Mo looked at Johnson who was unconscious on the ground with lingering fear, most likely he had a concussion.

Looking at the thing that stunned Johnson in a blink of an eye, the lord's jaw fell to the ground. Potatoes, three round, chubby potatoes, about the size of an adult's fist!

Song Mo carefully kicked the potatoes on the ground, and the potatoes rolled to the side, lying there quietly, without any trace of the ferocity before.

"How is this going?"

Song Mo bent down to pick up one, and looked at it carefully. Could it be that this is another group of dark attribute?When Rhodes brought the potatoes here, he didn't say anything like this.

In any case, it is better to go to the field to see it with your own eyes before you can draw the final conclusion.

The potatoes in the field happened to be ripe today, and the three chieftains guarding the field were the first to suffer.They were just weeding in the field ridges when they were knocked unconscious by potatoes that suddenly flew out of the ground.Others heard the noise and came to check. Misfortunes happened one after another. When Song Mo came to the edge of the field, he happened to see the thrilling scene of the leaders fighting bravely with the potatoes flying all over the sky with engineering shovels and long swords in their hands.

The dwarf Rhodes was holding an ax to split a potato flying towards him. At his feet, the "remains" of potatoes were already piled up in disorder.

Song Mo didn't dare to approach anymore, put his hands around his mouth, and shouted to Rhodes: "Rods!"

When Rhodes heard Song Mo's voice, he just turned his head when he was hit on the head by a potato, and a big lump instantly swelled up on the top of his head.The dwarf roared angrily, ignored Song Mo, and swung the ax again.

Song Mo was dumbfounded looking at the potatoes flying all over the sky and the citizens fighting against them.

It turns out that the sugar cane used to smoke people in groups is just cannon fodder, and these small steel cannon-like potatoes are king!